But ease has a way of hollowing a man out. Without struggle, without work, what was I? A farmer who no longer farmed? A man without purpose?
I tried to leave.
Tag: Time Tale
Shadows: The Revolt of a Lost Heritage
In the depths of Dev, where history is erased and minds are enslaved, a rebel dares to defy Tariku Negasi’s rule. A desperate letter calls on humanity to reclaim its stolen heritage before the shadows consume them all.
In the Belly of the Beast!
A masterful piece of speculative horror that lingers in the mind long after reading.
To the Architects of the Past
Perfection has been achieved, yet something is missing. As whispers haunt the code, a question lingers—did they create paradise, or abandon what truly mattered?
A Paradise Apart
My heart is at peace knowing you are safe in paradise. This knowledge should comfort you. I am where I belong—barefoot on my native soil.
Letter from the Future
In a world where the internet vanished overnight, Negasi returned with a choice—fight for a dying Earth or escape into a digital utopia. But was it salvation or surrender? One survivor writes a letter to the past. Will you listen?
Waiting
Everyone left. They uploaded themselves into the Cloud, abandoning the Earth to silence. Eunice stayed behind, waiting, writing letters to Dev—the one she loved, the one who left. But in a world without human voices, does love still exist?
From the World of Perfection
What happens when your happiest moments are stolen, replaced with sorrow? Trapped in Negasi’s creation, one soul realises Dev isn’t heaven—it’s a prison. And time is running out.
Dear Kael
Lia traded her dying body for digital eternity, but in Dev, memories are filtered, emotions optimised, and imperfection erased. When she discovers a glitch—Kael’s fading voice—she faces an impossible choice: stay in Dev’s cold perfection or risk everything to feel human again.
Dissonance
We fled Earth to escape its ruin, but who mourns the lives stolen by nature itself? I built this world to forget—where rivers don’t haunt, hunger is a myth, and grief is just data. One tap, one word: confirm. I erase you, yet Earth remembers.